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[Sep. 25th, 2006|06:04 pm] |
So long and farewell.
After two and some years, I'm dropping the pup of Dr. Robert Chase at Theatrical Muse. The time here has been full of good prompts, great people, and some amazing RP and thank you so much to anyone who watched him or played with him, or hell, just knew him. ♥
I'll be keeping Captain Jack Harkness, but he's really the only one I have time for these days.
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| You're walking past a door and a book whistles past your head. |
[Aug. 19th, 2006|02:31 pm] |
You're walking past a door and a book whistles past your head. You immediately know that it must be that time of the month again. You hate it and have grown used to it, like the cycles of seasons and you don’t say a word about it otherwise, because it’s just a natural way of life and some things are just sort of taboo. This is one of them. There are ways to protect yourself, obviously.
For instance, if you remove yourself from the general area, your chances of encounter already shoot down because if you’re not in the same room, well, nothing’s going to get thrown at you or yelled at you and you might even escape with your dignity intact.
You wonder how Wilson deals with it so well, but it must just be in his repertoire of skills that he’s honed over the years.
Another skill you can use to deal with it is placating. The right food delivered at the right time can work wonders for settling the mood. The angry beast is less likely to strike when its’ stomach is filled with riches, or…something. You never were big on myths or analogies.
But that’s just a way of life at Princeton-Plainsboro and it happens every month, whether you want it to or not.
It’s just House during billing week. Just another beautiful event of nature.
Muse: Dr. Robert Chase
Fandom: House MD
Word Count: 230 |
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| 'What doesn't kill us makes us stronger.' Do you agree or disagree? Why? |
[Jul. 22nd, 2006|12:21 pm] |
Wrong.
It doesn't work that way because if it did, we'd just never die. We'd live our lives consequence-free and do whatever the hell we want and assume we can just get away with it. But you can't. You can't drink a full bottle of vodka and assume you won't pay for it in the morning. You can't smoke cigars with your department buddies and not be surprised when the lung cancer catches up with you. You can't self-destruct and then be surprised when everyone's abandoned you.
What doesn't kill you only makes you weaker, until one day, you get so weak that you can't even bother to wake up in the morning, until one day, that which didn't kill you in the first place has come back for a second serving, has come back to say 'oh, my mistake, we really were supposed to get you that first time'. There is no such thing as getting a free pass every time you make a mistake so big, like wasting away your son's generous donation and leaving rehab. There's no such thing as escaping that lung cancer that's only slowly killing you, because you're not getting stronger then, just left to make amends.
What doesn't kill you only leaves scars until you're so riddled with them that you want the next thing to kill you.
Or maybe that's just me.
Muse: Dr. Robert Chase
Fandom: House M.D.
Word Count: 230 |
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[Jun. 30th, 2006|11:32 am] |
If…
If Chase could make a difference, maybe travel back in time to change things, would he? He'd like to think he would, that he would try and patch up his parents' marriage and fix his mother with enough lists and organization. He might even choose a career that his father didn't force him into. But all of these things are big 'if's', because Chase would need motivation and the will to become someone else, and he's not so sure that he's that kind of guy.
If he'd never met House, would he even be the man he is today? Would he want to even be the sort of man he might have turned into. If he were a priest, would he really be happy or just faithless and miserable and boxed into an establishment? If he had picked any other career, would he have been as successful or is it some sort of Chase gene handed down from father to son, dooming him to a life of well-paid practicing.
If Chase hadn't settled down in New Jersey, would he still be a wanderer? Would he have continued on to London, where the accents match his own a little more and he doesn't get strange looks on the street from little kids?
If Chase did all these things, would he even be happy?
Most days, he doesn't think so. But some days, it's all he can think about.
Muse: Dr. Robert Chase
Fandom: House M.D.
Word Count: 237 |
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| What Does Comfort Mean to You? |
[May. 28th, 2006|03:12 pm] |
I’m not really the expert on comfort, by any means. In fact, my mother’s idea of comfort was to crawl inside of a bottle and let me pick up the pieces and I don’t think my father has ever even known the definition of comfort that wasn’t surrounding himself with medical texts and cold facts. Great upbringing, right?
I take comfort in having my job with House. I even take comfort in the status quo and knowing that he’s always going to treat me like crap and that Cameron will always have her staunch morals and that Cuddy will always be driven made by House. I like knowing this stuff will always be there because it’s comfortable to have a pattern to fall into.
I’m not going to turn to alcohol for comfort. But I guess I’m like my Dad, because I do turn to my job whenever I need to escape the rest of my life.
Maybe one day, when I’m secure enough in a relationship, that’ll be my comfort.
But not just yet.
Muse: Dr. Robert Chase
Fandom: House M.D.
Word Count: 175 |
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| Who was the "one who got away"? |
[May. 5th, 2006|09:14 am] |
It's not really the one who got away so much as the one who never got a chance to get to get away. My past, my present, my future, they're all dictated by what I choose to do and really, sometimes my choices are less than perfect. In fact, you could call them crappy. So, the one who got away. After Mum, after Nathan, after faith, and after Dad, I didn't think I had anything left to give to anyone.
But there was still my job. And whatever fledling relationships I had made. I guess I could have stayed in Australia and been famous based on my father's name. Maybe that's my 'one that got away'. My one shot at fame and fortune while riding on my father's coattails.
Maybe it's Foreman. Maybe it's Cameron. Hell, maybe all this time, it was House or Wilson or Cuddy or someone; anyone. But the only one who got away in my entire life, truly, has been me. I always ran at the first sign of danger, I ran to a safer place like a coward. So I got away. And I still have no idea how many people's 'one' I am.
As for my own relationships, if one got away and never came back, then it was never meant to be anyway.
Muse: Dr. Robert Chase
Word Count: 227
Fandom: House MD |
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| What does your dream home look like? |
[Mar. 25th, 2006|12:10 pm] |
I know it's probably going to sound stupid, but all I want out of my dream home is for it to be warm and inviting. I lived in cold places for so long, and I'm not really talking about the temperature. Australia was amazingly warm and we got the breeze off the ocean almost every night, but it was so cold. The walls were mostly glass or painted dark blue and it made you feel…well, icy.
The fights didn't help, of course.
I hired an interior decorator when I moved to Jersey and I asked her to make sure that everything was warm tones. She painted the walls light yellow and filled each room with little pieces of warm oranges and reds, even had a fireplace commissioned. She tucked little incense that smelled of cinnamon into the corners and filled the rooms with vanilla candles.
She said, 'this place will smell like a home'. She was right. I guess all I want now is to move into a home and not just this apartment. I want a place I can share with someone I love and I want there to be warmth and none of the icy fights that dominate my memories.
Muse: Dr. Robert Chase
Fandom: House M.D.
Word Count: 202 |
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| Describe your worst failure. |
[Feb. 16th, 2006|07:28 pm] |
What's worse than death? That's actually a lot easier than you'd think. The worst failure of my life to this point has been that they don't know me. No one really does. I told House once that it's just easier to not care, but there's a problem in that. Because the moment you stop caring, you just…stop. Nothing really comes through anymore because the walls are so high.
So Mum barely knew me by the time she died.
And Dad didn't know me at all when he went.
I work with people everyday who know less about me than they know about the country I come from and I honestly don't know how to change it. It's not a switch. It's not as easy as pulling a lever and telling myself, 'Robert, it's time to actually care.' So time and time again, people pass me by, people I could have loved and held close and they just never got to know me because I wouldn't let them. I couldn't care enough to let them.
And that's my worst failure. That I still can't care enough.
Muse: Dr. Robert Chase
Fandom: House M.D.
Word Count: 185 |
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| New Year's Eve Reflections |
[Jan. 21st, 2006|12:41 pm] |
New Year's Resolutions.
1. As opposed to last year, I will not betray my boss and my coworkers merely to save my job. My relationships with them matter far more than this job, especially since now, this job is not all I have. Besides, current boyfriend would get very much pissed if you betrayed him again and seeing as he and the job are what you have now, it would be very stupid to keep the job and lose him.
2. Write more to the Aunts. With Dad gone, there's a whole family fortune and reputation to preserve. Plus, this way, if things with said boyfriend go further, the inevitable introduction and family events will be less awkward.
3. Appreciate having a pet as aforementioned boyfriend unexpectedly bought you adorable golden lab and you should pay proper attention in the coming year.
4. You were able to procure a steady boyfriend, pushing six months now. Don't screw it up. Just don't.
5. Keep your job.
Muse: Dr. Robert Chase
Fandom: House M.D.
Word Count: 165 |
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| Talk about a moving act of kindness you've witnessed. |
[Jan. 21st, 2006|12:40 pm] |
Well, I'll get the obvious out of the way. It's not House. While he may be a genius and he may save lives, it's not exactly done with kindness. Cuddy doesn't exactly dole out kindness either.
Cameron does, quite often, but she's not the one that's moving.
It's actually Dr. Wilson that really makes me rethink myself sometimes. Sometimes, oncology gives me a call to help out with some procedures, so I get the opportunity to watch him at work. It's most amazing with the kids. He's kind and he's good at his job and he knows what he's doing. He's got the exact perfect mix of the skill and the talent and the kindness that makes people love him. I know my father went to him for a reason.
There was one instance, a child. Everyone thought he was going to die, this eleven year old boy. Wilson became his primary. And of course, two weeks later, he's in remission, given another chance, and he's beaming like it's Christmas. Wilson's like a hero to them, like a father with kindness in giving people their lives.
Maybe one day, I'll get to have that too. Chances are, though, I'll wind up more like House.
Muse: Dr. Robert Chase
Fandom: House M.D.
Word Count: 204 |
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